She was a temptation I could no longer deny…
We were family, but not by blood. I married her mother when she was eleven years old, and I cared for her like she was my own. I never looked at Aleah with anything more than parental affections. Until she started taunting me…
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“Teach me something dirty.”
That’s what my student, Miss Luna Hendrix, whispered to me the night I rescued her from a handsy boy from school.
Despite her filthy words and the way my body begged to take hers, she screamed innocence.
I really shouldn’t. It was wrong to want to stain her purity.
But I did. I gave her lessons no teacher should give their student.
She wanted dirty, so I laid my hands on her and gave her raw. I made her mine.
She screamed my name so prettily, and in doing so, she made me hers.
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He knew it was wrong, but he did it anyway….
Charlotte was his patient. He was meant to help her overcome her dirty need to flash unsuspecting men what she hides beneath her skirts.
He tried. He really did.
But then she started taunting him during their sessions.
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